[Hook]
Drunk driving on a Wednesday
With three b**hes and an MPV
Half a gallon of Georgi Porgi
And cranberry that's the POP
Peel-Off Pa**ion, a recipe for terror
We mix them sh**s together
And then we having orgies
We live this life forever
We never gonna stop
You with us lemme hear you scream
Huzzah!
[First Verse]
Straight shots of vodka, straight shots of vodka
Slamdance with white hens from Czechoslovakia
Bank like a mobster, cutla** impostor
Shoot a bati boy in 'im head like a rasta
What's my name b**h? (Mr eXquire)
Don't forget the muthaf**in, without that it's nothin
I bring the ruckus, these n***as s** dick
They rap like some f*gs with they ba**sacks tucked in
Damn my whole sh** slow
God I ain't forget you
My n***a I ain't trippin just been goin through some issues
Back to the basics
Timbs' loosely laced In
On my '98 sh**, do it just like Jay did from Brooklyn
Live from the 7-1-8 where
These n***as bust ya grape quick with no hesitation
Mind in the matrix is sorta Oceania like
Slumber party calling all the demons that I can't invite
Liver Shrivel Quickly When your Sippin On that Poison
Your p**y's so good my whole squad should enjoy it
Always Twittin bout your grindin, n***a that's annoying
Publicist asked me what's my gimmick, I said "Going In"
Man you only live once, might as well throw a fit
Snuff the sh** outta hipster rappers for the f** of it
Live by the mantra: live live, die never so
In other words, the real legacy breathes forever
[Hook]
[Second Verse]
Industry n***as think I'm nut-shrunk f** them
Smut b**h, got some nice lips come and s** dick
Thumbs up big gun buck doing dumb sh**
Life going up feeling like my guts eruptin
Stumbling, stuck cause my whole life crumbling
(It must s** to be him, it must s** to be him)
Him = me f** this whole Henny bottle empty
f** til my dick is feeling empty
MetroCards, don't got no hemi
I ain't got a Charger
Charge card, D-cla** credit I'm retard
Flow like Dirty, raw like Willy Dynamite
Trying to ignite a revolution with the sh** I write
Me and my n***as gonna take the world over
Me and my n***as gonna take the world over
No bucks to Oprah, never see me nervous
Abuhbuhbuh I f**ed up on purpose
[Hook]
[Outro]
Disclaimer: I didn't make this song to promote the sale of alcohol
Hardly, uhh can't think of the word right now
Feel like my brain is f**ed up from drinking alcohol
But uh, the distribution and sh**, I didn't write this song for that
I wrote this song because I like drinking n***a, and I be drunk
That's why I wrote this song, hahaha f** you